You were a young girl, weren't you Mrs Alston? Now you're a filthy, dirty, cum sucking whore."Her body shuddered from the humiliation. She would reliv... her past ... convince herself I was raping her ... that her pleasure was not her fault ... that she was compelled to obey me ... to caress my legs with her warm breath, to please me by licking the creamy bare flesh just above my thigh highs nylons.Her lips tentatively, gently caressed the crotch of my panties, gasping at their wetness, their. Do you think less of me for it?”Cecille had to ponder that for a while and finally admit that no, she always regarded Robert as the irrefutable master of the place. Everyone recognized that. And she had known what went on when Robert and Cynthia went to the playroom. There was no shame and she certainly understood – perhaps even envied Cynthia a bit.“But it is your decision Cecille” Cynthia continued. I will not say anything to Robert, though if I know Robert, I suspect he already knows or at. He scooped her up in his arms and began carrying her back into the house. He carried her beside his bed before dropping her in the middle of it. “Now it’s my turn to get you off,” he told her as he crawled onto the bed beside her. “But I wanted to make certain that you were completely comfortable first.” As he lay beside her, Mitch ran his hands gently over her skin. He lightly touched her breasts, her belly and down her legs. Lily could feel her flesh tingling and her temperature rising. She. That's right. Make the filthy slut suck your cock, an then we'll all take turns fuckin' her." Mark pulled his dick from his pants and moved forward. "Oh Mark, no..." Behind him he could hear his father gasp. "Just suck my dick!" the boy hissed, and pushed his pecker into his mother's mouth. "Umphhh!" Linda gasped, as Mark began to fuck her face. It was disgusting... obscene... Linda didn't know what had come over her son, yet she knew she had no choice, so she sucked it... sucked her own son's.